Addiction and Animal Crackers March 18, 2009

I think I’m addicted to animal crackers.

Dan & Lindsay have this enormous container of organic Winnie the Pooh animal crackers from Costco, and for some reason, it always sits on the lower shelf of the coffee table in their living room. Normally, when I’m sitting down on the chaise, I’m positioned in such a way that I don’t really ever see the massive mound of cookie goodness, so I’m rarely tempted to eat them.

But today, it seems that the animal crackers are sitting slightly to the left of their usual resting place, putting the container directly in my line of sight. For 2 hours now, the gleeful little faces of Tigger, Pooh, Piglet, Eeyore and Roo have been taunting me.

“Eat us! We’re so tasty!” shouts Piglet.

Then Pooh tempts me… “We are so delightfully crisp and airy, with a hint of honey!”

“The wonderful, wonderful thing about crackers is I’m a part of ’em!” Tigger cries.

“Organic? I guess that’s a good thing…” Eeyore mumbles.

FINE. Just a few animal crackers, I think, and then I can get back to my work, and Pooh and his crew can go back to the Hundred Acre Woods… er, animal cracker box.

Only… that plan doesn’t work out so well. I finish the first handful, then sigh as I realize I want… no, need… more. I stand up and get another handful. Must… have… more. One more handful. I’ve probably eaten about 30 cookies by now. Still.. it’s not enough… I need… I need… I need… sigh.

Anyone have the number for the Animal Cracker Addicts Anonymous meeting?

I Know Why Postal Workers Go… Well… Postal March 17, 2009

Standing in line at the post office on Sam Bass Road, blogging from my iPhone so this post will be less eloquent than usual. Been here 37 minutes and counting. 3 people in front of me, 19… No, make that 21… behind me. Have to get a WilCo P.O. Box, so I really have no option but to remain. Can think of a million things I’d rather be doing…

1. Running in the rain. Which says a lot since I skipped my run this morning due to light precipitation. I’m like Rainman. I don’t go outside when it rains. At least not in my shiny new kicks. Hope it doesn’t rain during the Austin Marathon on Sunday.

2. Doing laundry. Damn, I need to do laundry. I just haven’t been home. I think I kind of forgot what my apartment looks like. Where do I live, again?

3. Doing the nausea-inducing P90X workout DVDs I finally broke down and ordered. Only, to do those, I would have to go home to check the mail. Not happening.

4. Read this lovely “Awake” religious tract that was just given to me by a very aggressive Jehovah’s Witness woman. As if I didn’t get enough of that while I was married. I wonder if this one’s as good as the one that talked about a wife being subordinate to her husband. You know, the one that caused me to promptly call my mother-in-law and tell her she had lost her mind? Yeah. That one.

ACK! Some random small person… (a “child” I believe it’s called?) just ran up to me and wrapped herself around my leg. Where is this kid’s mother? Who in their right mind allows their vulnerable young toddler to just run around all willy-nilly, cuddling with strangers? Oh, yay! It’s my turn.

Danielle	Michelle I love you…you just make me laugh! Posted by Danielle on Monday, February 09, 2009 – 3:47 PM [Reply to this]  [Remove]  [Block User]

	Amanda Joy ♥	uhggg, i hate it when strange kids come up to you in a public place and attach themselves to you. soooo awkward. Posted by Amanda Joy ♥ on Monday, February 09, 2009 – 8:10 PM [Reply to this]  [Remove]  [Block User]

T. Andrew

A kid did that to me once and I yelled at the kid. Well… I guess it was more of a roar of sorts. Either way it scared the shit out of the kid and pissed the parent off. Sure taught that little fucker a lesson. Posted by T. Andrew on Wednesday, February 11, 2009 – 1:50 AM [Reply to this]  [Remove]  [Block User]